Anxiety; Crying in the bathroom of a bar
It was supposed to be the best Friday night.
Like any other Friday night.
Teenage boy having fun drinking and dancing on the dance floor.
It was supposed to be fine.
A fine Friday night.
Teenage boy just letting things free and feeling all the feels.
But for a moment everything crash.
Teenage boy can't spot all his friends anymore,
Teenage boy can't find a familiar face to lean on,
Teenage boy can't dance alone no more.
Teenage boy starts thinking about stupid unhealthy shits.
Teenage boy just got hit randomly by anxiety,
Teenage boy can't handle the loud music any more,
Teenage boy got panic, Teenage boy can't think,
Teenage boy starts to get mad. Mad of his stupid anxiety.
Teenage boy feels bad for himself.
Teenage boy tries to contain himself.
And Teenage boy went to cry in the bathroom.
Teenage boy went home. Teenage boy tries to feel better.
Teenage boy is fighting his own demons.
Teenage boy feels so shitty. Teenage boy can't stop the feeling.
Teenage boy is emotionally unstable and who to blame for his own problems.
And Teenage boy is recovering.
For the Teenage boy out there who are having the same problems.
You are not the only one. You will never be the only one.
For the Teenage boy out there who are dying of the same issues.
You will survive. You will help others survive.
For the Teenage boy out there who are standing in front of their demons.
You have the power. Use your powers.
For the Teenage boy out there who are feeling like no one understands, no one is on their side and feeling like no one loves them.
I do, I understand you, love.
I am on your side, whoever you are, I am on your side. Fight baby.
And I love you, I love you a lot. I know it seems like no one does.
But believe me, I love you, all of you.
Now Teenage boy, let us fight.
Let us fight, fight our demons.
Let us love, love each other.
Let us live, live for one another.
And Thank you.
I hope this secret satellite reaches you well.
Please forward it. For other teenage boys.
Like any other Friday night.
Teenage boy having fun drinking and dancing on the dance floor.
It was supposed to be fine.
A fine Friday night.
Teenage boy just letting things free and feeling all the feels.
But for a moment everything crash.
Teenage boy can't spot all his friends anymore,
Teenage boy can't find a familiar face to lean on,
Teenage boy can't dance alone no more.
Teenage boy starts thinking about stupid unhealthy shits.
Teenage boy just got hit randomly by anxiety,
Teenage boy can't handle the loud music any more,
Teenage boy got panic, Teenage boy can't think,
Teenage boy starts to get mad. Mad of his stupid anxiety.
Teenage boy feels bad for himself.
Teenage boy tries to contain himself.
And Teenage boy went to cry in the bathroom.
Credit: Jorge Colombo
Teenage boy went home. Teenage boy tries to feel better.
Teenage boy is fighting his own demons.
Teenage boy feels so shitty. Teenage boy can't stop the feeling.
Teenage boy is emotionally unstable and who to blame for his own problems.
And Teenage boy is recovering.
For the Teenage boy out there who are having the same problems.
You are not the only one. You will never be the only one.
For the Teenage boy out there who are dying of the same issues.
You will survive. You will help others survive.
For the Teenage boy out there who are standing in front of their demons.
You have the power. Use your powers.
For the Teenage boy out there who are feeling like no one understands, no one is on their side and feeling like no one loves them.
I do, I understand you, love.
I am on your side, whoever you are, I am on your side. Fight baby.
And I love you, I love you a lot. I know it seems like no one does.
But believe me, I love you, all of you.
Now Teenage boy, let us fight.
Let us fight, fight our demons.
Let us love, love each other.
Let us live, live for one another.
And Thank you.
I hope this secret satellite reaches you well.
Please forward it. For other teenage boys.
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